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Please don't think me a rude thing. I am always swept under by things when I first get back, and this time I have had a good deal to do about getting Jack4 settled in his new school. He is delighted with everything here, and I only wish I could be here with him all winter.
I read Mr. Florance5's verses with the greatest interest. I certainly know very few men outside the ranks of professional writers who can write a good verses as the best of these. I like "To a Lily"6 and the one to a bust of Caesar7 best. But I can't help thinking that a man with a good ear for verse must find dry pickings in Red Cloud8. The two of you are perfect wonders to me; I don't see how you stand it and keep young and jolly. Two years of it would make me one Josie Igou9—if that is the way her forbidding name is spelled.
Tell your husband I think he failed as markedly as all other poets with the war, for I think that much below the others!Affectionately always Willa Mrs. Sidney Florance1 Red Cloud8 Nebraska PITTSBURGH, PA2 OCT 7 1914 530 PM